The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"卍...solution!"

But it was too late. Jingle Shunshui half-closed his eyes: "Flower sky, crazy bones, black pine heart."

I saw him inserting two black swords into the ground in front of him with his backhand.

The next moment, a charming and colorful female shadow made of an unknown substance suddenly appeared behind him.

That female shadow, with a graceful figure and a charming and alluring temperament, gave people an extremely ominous feeling. The sad and mournful atmosphere exuded from it even affected the real space.

The terrifying spiritual pressure set off huge waves on top of the ruins.

Samael, who was halfway through the rush, was abruptly interrupted by the wave of air. He couldn't help but retreat tens of meters, looking at the man with a horrified expression.

"Don't be so impatient..."

The spring water of Jingraku rose slowly, and the black pine trees extended out, covering thousands of meters in radius.

Buzz!

The world suddenly fell into a strange and inexplicable silence.

With the spring water of Kyōraku as the center of the circle, the dark spiritual pressure is like thick ink, spreading out at an extremely fast speed, depicting a black squirrel covered with pine needles. From the perspective of Samael and Mammon, it looks like an ink painting

A huge painting of Danqing.

"Why...are you so sad?"

Samael was shocked that his angry emotions were forcibly suppressed.

Even Mammon on the side felt extremely horrified. The strange sorrow contained in the spiritual pressure even affected them!

Uncontrollable sad thoughts slowly spread deep in my heart.

It was like being abandoned by someone you loved deeply, and the sadness was so intense that the cold made the whole sky darken, and the eyes fell into the endless night, which made people feel dark and desperate.

"Even the real world has been affected..."

This was the first time Mammon saw this kind of power, and she said in horror: "What kind of power is this?"

"Stop talking nonsense, kill him quickly!!!" Samael was anxious, feeling vaguely uneasy and fearful, and his instinct urged him to kill this guy as soon as possible.

"Damn it, don't rush me!" Mammon became angry, but still followed Samael and rushed towards Jingraku Shunsui.

Boom!

Mammon and Samael rushed up and down, forming a double-team, and rushed towards Jingraku Shunsui.

The spear tip tore through the sky, the buzzing sound was like spring thunder, and the flaming waves roared down from the sky, vowing to kill the person in front of him.

Following closely behind him was Mammon, who was like a heavy tank, smashing through layers of void barriers and as violent as a bull. The terrifying force of the fist was so terrifying that even though they were tens of meters apart, one could feel the devastating power.

!

"Act 1... hesitating and breaking up."

However, it was not until the two demon kings rushed in front of him that Kyōraku Shunsui opened his mouth and calmly uttered a few words.

"Um...poof!!!"

The moment the words fell, Samael and Mamen's expressions changed wildly.

It was as if their chests had been hit by a heavy hammer, collapsing several centimeters directly, and their skin was covered with cracks and lines. Devil's blood was boiling like lava, and was splashed out like crazy for free.

All the damage that Kyōraku Shunsui suffered before the swastika was returned to the two demon kings through the swastika.

Fatal wounds to humans will also appear on the demon's body after amplification.

"Damn...damn..."

Samael looked shocked and didn't understand what was happening.

Why were He and Mammon suddenly attacked without any warning in advance?

"Damn human!" Mammon is not like Samael, who can recover from injuries infinitely. At this moment, her face was full of fat and twisted, and she roared ferociously: "What on earth did you do?!"

"Haha, you will know soon."

Kyōraku Shunsui had no intention of explaining at all, and directly launched the next stage of the swastika: "Act 2... The mattress of shame!"

Wow...

The spiritual pressure roared like ocean waves, the black pines and cypresses became more and more lush, and the coverage area expanded accordingly.

The half-sad, half-crying female voice made the already bone-chilling spiritual pressure suddenly become even colder, even faintly impacting people's minds, tightly wrapping around everyone like maggots on the tarsus.

"Damn...damn it, what on earth is this?!" Mammen suddenly screamed in horror.

Samael's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly discovered that their skin was covered with a large number of irregular black spots, as if they were suffering from some kind of incurable disease, and blood could not stop flowing from the black spots.

An extremely weak feeling instantly invaded the two demon kings.

"This is...a disease?!" Mammon was shocked and angry, and had to continue to consume magic power to cure those black spot diseases.

"No... kill him quickly!" Samael's angry voice was tinged with a hint of trembling: "We can't let him continue, otherwise no one knows what will happen!"

Their demonic huge bodies have become weak at this moment.

Because the surface area of ​​the body is so large, the black spots cover a larger area and bleed faster.

Valley

In order to keep this coming body, the two demon kings can be said to have tried their best.

"It should be almost done..."

Jingraku Shunsui noticed the consumption of their magic power, estimated his own consumption, and then a look of determination appeared in his eyes, and he slowly said: "The next step is the third act... Duanyuyuan

!”

The next moment, spiritual pressure exploded!

The spiritual pressure, full of sadness and sorrow, poured out like a torrent set off by an angry wave.

Before Mammon and Samael rushed over, the vast spiritual pressure was like substance, filling the entire world in an instant.

The boundless spiritual pressure turned into an ocean abyss, and the icy coldness revealed heavy pressure.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The three of them fell into the bottom of the sea at the same time, and the surrounding area turned into a darker abyss.

The huge pressure coming from all directions and the suffocation feeling that they could hardly breathe made Mamen and Samael uncomfortable.

"Move...can't move?!" Samael was shocked again.

"Damn it, what the hell is it this time?!" Mammon was completely crazy. He originally planned to take advantage of it, but who would have thought that this human being would actually hide such a powerful stunt before his death.

The terrifying deep cold spiritual pressure in this abyss, as well as the gravity squeezing from all directions, made them unable to move at all.

But what's even scarier is...

After being forcibly thrown into the abyss, the magic power in their bodies was like opening a flood gate to release a flood, overflowing wildly and uncontrollably.

"Broken Fish Abyss..."

Jingraku Shunsui raised his eyes and said calmly and calmly: "The two of you who are ready to wake up will plunge into the gushing water together until each other's spiritual pressure is exhausted."

"What...mean?" Samael suddenly felt an ominous feeling.

"It means..."

Jing Le Shunshui said calmly: "No one can get out from here before our energy is exhausted."

Cutting off the Yuanyuan is a move that almost kills everyone.

Before the spiritual pressure of both sides is exhausted, no one can escape from this cold abyss of despair unless he wants to.

"Huh ha ha ha... are you crazy?!" Mammon was stunned for half a second after hearing this, then ecstasy spread over his twisted face, and said sternly: "Who actually has more energy than us? In the end, he wins.

It must be us!”

"This time...you miscalculated, human!"

Samael also smiled ferociously, as if he had seen the dawn of victory: "Even if we appear in descending form, we are still the demon kings who control hell. You will soon be consumed by us, and...

..or die by your own moves!”

Faced with the ridicule of the two demon kings, Kyoraku Shunsui closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he had accepted his fate.

Rumble...

Magic and spiritual power are like three floods opening, pouring out all the time.

The auras of the three parties became weaker and weaker. Just when Samael and Mammen could no longer hold on, they suddenly found that the leaking magic power had stopped.

"Hahahaha...you lost!"

Mammon was immediately ecstatic, staring at the man with her scarlet eyes greedily: "We still have some magic power left, but your power has been exhausted!"

"Kill him quickly!" Samael was exhausted and reminded Mammon.

From the beginning to now, he has consumed more magic power than Mammon, and the ability to maintain his descending body is already the limit.

"Don't worry, I will devour his soul cleanly!" Mammon licked her lips, feeling that she could move, and immediately accelerated towards Jingraku Shunsui: "Delicious soul, here I come!"

However, yet again!

Jingraku Shunsui stood up slowly, with white silk thread lingering on his fingertips: "The final act..."

Bang!

Taking one step is like crossing many layers of space.

At that moment, his speed was so fast that even Samael and Mammen only had a faint afterimage in their eyes.

The moment he and Mammon passed each other, the slender fingertips entwined with milky white silk threads were tilted diagonally on the flat spatial mirror, drawing a slender but tough light.

The entire time and space suddenly stood still, and everything disappeared.

Only a white silk thread lingering on the fingertips, containing a feeling of sadness and reluctance, completely and smoothly cut the space.

Jingraku Shunsui appeared behind Mamon, his fingers stained with thick blood.

"The final chapter: Ito cuts the knife and stains the throat with blood!"

bass--!

Mammen paused stiffly on the spot for a moment, and the next second it was shattered into pieces as if it had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Every piece of broken flesh and blood section was as smooth as a mirror, and the devil's blood, as hot as magma, was dripping down.